Listening to the Wind 🧹✨

As I write this, I'm sitting on my back porch in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains

The evening is starting to get cool, the trees are moving just enough to whisper, the night birds are singing and I'm doing what I often do when I'm trying to figure out what's next…looking for signs and listening to what the wind has to say 💫

Beside me is this newly finished rooster tail 🐓

One of those brooms that seemed to know what it wanted to become from the very beginning

The colors came together beautifully, the weave settled into place, and somewhere along the way it became a reminder of something I've been thinking about a lot lately:

Growth ✨

Not just growing a business ✨

Growing as a maker ✨

Growing as a person 💯

Growing into ideas that have been quietly waiting in the corners of my imagination 💫

When I first started making brooms, I couldn't have imagined where this path would lead. What began as curiosity turned into a craft, then a business, and eventually a community filled with some of the most creative, generous, and fascinating people I've ever met

Some have become customers 🫶

Some have become friends 💜

Some have become fellow makers whose work inspires me to keep learning 🤩

And every one of them has added something meaningful to this journey 💫

Lately I've found myself thinking less about "releases" and more about creating in the moment

Instead of waiting until I have a collection ready, I think I'm going to try something a little different

✨ I'm going to list brooms as I make them

✨ One at a time

✨ As they arrive

✨ As they tell me they're ready

There will still be special moments, of course!!

In fact, I’m planning to create ONE broom each month that is absolutely dedicated to the moon herself…a broom that reflects the season, the energy of that particular moon, and whatever inspiration happens to arrive on the wind💫

Everything else?

We'll see where the path leads 🚪

And that's the part that excites me 🧙‍♀️

Because there are new ideas taking shape in the broom room

New projects

New materials

New names

New possibilities

Some of them are still too small and fragile to talk about just yet, but I can feel them beginning to take root 🌱

It's the same feeling I get when I find the perfect handle hidden among the trees

You don't know exactly what it will become

You just know it's the beginning of something

And maybe that's where I am right now

At the beginning of something

A new chapter

A new direction

A few risks…absolutely

A lot of excitement….please

And a deep sense of gratitude for everyone who has come along for the ride….indubitably

For now, I'll keep listening to the wind 💫

I'll keep gathering sticks

I'll keep tying broomcorn

And I'll keep following the ideas that refuse to leave me alone

I can't wait to see where they lead 💜🧹🧙‍♀️

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